After traveling to ancient times, I became a superb shrew

Chapter 77 Yang Pei Made Money

Smoke billows from the kitchen.

The people working in the yard couldn't help drooling.

But they are all grown men, so naturally they won't stare at other people's kitchens. It was agreed before that, thirty cents a day, no meals included, they still hurry home and fill their stomachs before coming back, drooling It's too embarrassing to see.

A group of men put down their tools and were about to leave.

Gu Qing walked out of the kitchen with a smile on her face: "Nuo Nuo dug a lot of shepherd's purse on the mountain in the morning, and it happened that there was a little pork left at home, so I mixed some stuffing and made some dumplings. If you don't mind, Just come and eat a little, but there are not many dumplings, let's eat two or three for one person and fill your stomach first."

In modern rural areas, if you hire someone to build a house, you must first have a drink, so that the workers will do their best to build the house firmly and firmly.

There is a shortage of food this year, and she will only invite a banquet on the day of the beam-raising. She doesn't want to be too outstanding, and it is her best to invite two or three dumplings for one person. After all, building a workshop is a big deal, and any small The details are not careless.

The men in the yard were all stunned.

Pork and shepherd's purse dumplings, this is a good thing they can only eat during the Chinese New Year. This is not a festival, and Mrs. Gu actually wants to invite them to eat dumplings.

While stunned, Gu Yu brought out plate after plate of dumplings, there were seven or eight plates, about a hundred dumplings, the aroma was even more tangy, and it made a mouthful of saliva, the dumpling skin was black and yellow, it should be white flour Other miscellaneous grains are used, but there is pork in it, which is considered a rare food.

"This, this is not good!" Gu An rubbed his hands, "It's not easy for everyone these days, let's save it for the children..."

He is Lizheng's son and the leader of this group of people. He has said so, no matter how reluctant the others are, they can only decline along with him.

Gu Qing bent down and brought two plates of dumplings to Gu Nuo: "Send it to the uncle who built the wall over there."

Gu Nuo took the plate and ran away.

It was not far from Gu Qing's house, and soon, they heard the cheerful voices of the men eating dumplings at the base.

Gu Qing smiled and said: "There will be a lot of troubles for everyone in the future. I can still afford two or three dumplings for one person. Hurry up and eat them. It's easy to work after eating."

The people at the workshop had already started eating, and the people in the yard could no longer pretend to be reserved, and started directly. One person took two or three dumplings and swallowed them in one bite.

For these men who have been working all year round, two or three dumplings are really not enough, eating them is like eating nothing, but there is a taste in the mouth, and inexplicable strength in the body, so they work harder.

Some careful men only ate one to taste, and wrapped the remaining two in leaves and put them in their clothes, preparing to take them home for the children to taste.

When it was almost noon, the working men gradually dispersed.

And Yang Peimoli and the others also came back with red faces.

There is lunch in the main room, and they also eat dumplings. Each person has a big bowl, and there are about ten in a bowl, and there is still left in the pot.

A group of people gathered around the table, ready to go.

"Wait first!" Yang Pei said, "Why don't you ask me how much money I made today?"

Gu Nuo licked his lips: "Money doesn't taste as good as dumplings, let's talk after eating the dumplings first."

Mo Li nodded: "The dumplings made by my master are not as fragrant, Patriarch, can we eat?"

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Eat, eat."

This group of kids were all hungry and crazy. As soon as the meal was ready, they lowered their heads and slammed the dumplings into their mouths. The dumplings were actually quite big and filled with a lot of fillings. These kids swallowed them one by one, panting. Huh, even Dong Rong, who has always been gentle, ate the dumplings. After a while, the bowls of several people were all empty.

Their stomachs were eight percent full, and only then did they think about asking about Yang Pei's business.

Yang Pei took a sip of water and said excitedly: "The 65 catties of lo mei I brought to the town today were sold to Zuixianlou and Jixiang Restaurant respectively. Didn't I say to sell it for [-] Wen a catty before? The price was lowered by the shopkeeper, I asked for [-], but later it was [-], that is to say, today I made a total of [-].”

He took something out of his pocket, "This is the first flower I bought for the owner and Yu'er, and I also bought a sesame seed cake for each of them."

The first thing he does when he makes money is to buy things for his family, and when he earns more in the future, he will buy gold hairpins for the head of the family.

Gu Yu was dumbfounded, she thought that brother Yang's braised meat could not be sold, but she didn't expect that the business would almost catch up with the mushroom harvest at home.

Gu Nuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nine hundred Wen, how much rice can this buy.

Mo Li deliberately raised the bar: "It's only [-] Wen, and it's worth your fuss. Look at this person who has never seen the world."

In a word, it made Gu Yu and Gu Nuo anxious.

Gu Nuo snorted and said, "Brother Yang earns 100 Wen, Brother A Li, you only earn more than [-] Wen, so you are ashamed to say it."

Mo Li: "..."

He can only earn four cents for a catty of pig offal, and only 120 cents for thirty catties. It's a bit of a loss to think about it.

"Shopkeeper Yang and Shopkeeper Zhou said that more than ten catties a day is not enough at all, I hope I can supply more." Yang Pei sighed, "I went to get the goods today, but the butcher said that there were only fifty or sixty catties of pig offal at most a day , if it wasn’t for the lack of pig offal, my business could expand a lot.”

Gu Qing laughed: "Pork offal can be marinated, and so can other things. If you think about it carefully, what else can you marinate?"

Gu Nuo's eyes lit up: "Just use meat, braised pork is definitely better than pork offal."

Gu Qing nodded: "Pork is fine, but not too much, because other ways of pork are more delicious than braised pork, such as pork balls, braised pork, Dongpo pork, etc., and the most delicious way of pork offal is to make braised meat. can't compare."

Just as he was talking, there was a sudden movement at the door.

The whole family looked at the yard together, and saw Xiaohei Dahei dragging a big bamboo mouse in.

Gu Nuo was very pleasantly surprised: "Da Hei Xiao Hei, you guys are awesome!"

Yang Pei picked up the bamboo rat: "It weighs about three or four catties, enough for a meal at home."

Gu Qing laughed: "It's better to braise game."

Modern people like to pursue natural and wild things, so the price of some wild game is very high, but the ancient people did not really like to eat wild game. Wild game has a natural smell of earth and mutton, which is difficult to clean up Thick meat has little fat, and no oil can be squeezed out. Of course, for the people of Gujia Village, as long as they have a bite of meat, they are good, regardless of whether it has a strange smell.

Cook game with marinade, the rich spices can cover the earthy smell and improve the original meat quality.

The most important thing is that wild game is cheaper than pork. Now that pork costs 25 yuan a catty after the price is reduced, wild game is about 56 yuan a catty.

Yang Pei nodded like pounding garlic: "Okay, let's marinate the game, and use this bamboo rat to test the water first."

(End of this chapter)